Philanderer

You are a butterfly in disguise My ears were cajoled by your honeyed words Your affectionate kiss pierced my emptiness Your lips Are belching out happiness “Stay a little longer, I beseech you.” You pleaded exceedingly When you acted as a philanthropist on your love project You kneel down and lift me, Whispered something on my cheek, And say “ Let’s give it a whirl.” I try to approach your waist You touch my hair, warm my clammy hand and attempted a joke... Please forgive me I’m not a good actor at this time... Or even tomorrow